Chapter 493: The Secret Thrill (4)
"Okay, okay, stop. It’s my turn, goody girl."
Xena’s amber eyes gleamed with a wild, reckless light as she stepped forward, her slender, athletic body practically vibrating with anticipation. Her shoulder-length, curly orange-brown hair framed her sharp, mischievous features, and her lean, toned figure seemed almost too eager, her every movement exuding a restless energy.
"Don’t you dare hold back with me," she whispered, her voice a husky challenge, and the glint in her eyes promised a storm.
Lyan didn’t need further encouragement. His strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her tight against his chest, his lips crashing down on hers with a fierce, possessive hunger. Her body melted into his, her tongue meeting his with a ferocity that sent a jolt of electricity through them both.
"MMMH—SLURP—MMMPH..."
Their kiss was a fierce, breathless dance, her fingers clawing at his shoulders, her toned thighs pressing eagerly against his hips. Lyan’s hands traced the curve of her back, slipping beneath the thin, snug fabric she wore. Her slender waist seemed to fit perfectly in his grasp, his touch sending a shiver down her spine.
But Xena’s wild energy couldn’t be contained. Even as Lyan’s mouth left hers, trailing down her neck, leaving hot, wet kisses against her flushed skin, she was already moving. Her fingers tore at his shirt, her breath coming in heated gasps.
"Lyan... more... I want more..." she whispered, her voice a desperate, trembling plea. "Show me everything..."
Her words were a challenge, and Lyan answered with a low, rumbling laugh. His hands found the hem of her tight outfit, peeling it away, revealing her flawless, slender form, the moonlight casting a silver sheen across her bare skin. Xena’s toned legs wrapped around his waist, her warmth pressing eagerly against his towering length.
Lyan’s hands gripped her hips, lifting her with ease, his mouth claiming hers again, his tongue devouring her desperate moans.
"MMMH—SLURP—NNNH..."